Fiesta Class or Siesta Class

After 60 hours of traveling due to plane mechanical delays and weather detours, the very first thing our Lutheran World Relief group did upon arriving in Manila, Philippines, was catch a flight to Cagayan de Oro. These “light and momentary” middle-class inconveniences, however, were made slightly more humorous, not more bearable, when our in-country plane seated us in what people in the U.S. might call Economy Class, but they euphemistically labeled as Fiesta Class.

I was awakened an hour ago, at about four a.m. local time, from a deeply disorienting, fully comatose sleep, by the motorized sound of the air conditioner, which I mistook to be the roaring rumble of an airplane. That’s a first! I thought my bed was Siesta Class.

May we look at, learn from, and listen to our partners…via car.